Stavanger Bay Cause when the train wreck comes gonna leave them out

No retorts, no sharp denials.  Rosalyn's optimism grew that maybe they could at least learn to be crew if never friends.  The sigh, if resigned, and the shrug she took as further confirmation.  If not now, maybe sometime they could have another match.  And perhaps Rosalyn could show her a thing or two about fighting with a less direct approach.  Sandpiper was a bit larger than she, but still by no means huge.  She'd probably appreciate knowing how to turn the odds in her favor, if she didn't already know.

She didn't want to overstay, but before leaving she paused.  She saw no harm in saying something now that it had passed, and she'd come through without being booted.  "Smokestep... he has a high opinion of you.  Near thought he was going to put me out for challenging."  Again, that small taste of envy for the support and loyalty he had shown.  "If you're even half what he thinks you are, then it's really too bad we'll never get along."  She smiled, turning to leave.  If Sandpiper said anything, she would stop.  But if not, she'd continue on, leaving her in the relative peace of the shoreline.